I hate my skin....it's like a road map . It's super sensitive.
I hate all of the moles on my body. and there are a lot. especially these new red kind.
I hate how fat I am. And not just the fat, but what I look like naked. My ass. my hips. the back of my legs
I hate how I've let myself go
I hate that my arms are getting the jiggly fat, the wave, the gaggle of flesh that flaps like a chickens wings.
I hate my ears...they are too small
I hate my nose...it's too big.
I hate my hands...they aren't delicate.
I hate my fingernails...they are thin and they grow up
I hate how hairy I am. Everywhere but my head
I hate my stomach skin. 2 sets of twins
I hate my legs. They have never had a pretty shape and now they are just gross with pokey honkin knees
I hate my feet because they're big and not womanly
I hate my toes because they are too long and have knuckles.
I hate that I am infertile
I hate that I'm depressed
I hate that I have to be medicated
I hate that I feel like medication doesn't touch it somedays
I hate that I have a fucked up period
I hate my hormones
I hate that I care too much about what other people think.
I hate how I read into EVERYTHING
I hate how I overreact
I hate how impatient I can be
I hate how mean I can get
I hate how hard I try to be
I hate how hard I am on the people that I love
I hate how sarcastic I am
I hate how loud I am
I hate how obnoxious I can be
I hate how hyper I can be
I hate it that I don't know when to stop. shut up or think before I speak
I hate it that I don't let anybody else talk
I hate that it's always about me
I hate it that I'm a bully
I hate it that I fight
I hate it that I tease
I hate it that I'm insensitive
I hate it that I'm lazy
I hate that I can't sleep
I hate that I can't sleep in
I hate that I don't work out
I hate that I have to work at all
I hate that I can't accept compliments
I hate it that I'm not smart
I hate it that I'm not talented
I hate it that I don't have a hobby
I hate it that I don't follow through
I hate how judgemental I can be
I hate how one sided I can be
I hate the kind of friend I am
I hate the kind of friend I'm not
I hate the kind of partner I am
I hate the kind of mom I am
I hate that I struggle
I hate that I want more
I hate that I get jealous
I hate that I try to fit in
I hate that I'm broke
I hate that I want change
I hate what I've done
I hate that side of me
I hate how critical I am of myself
I hate this side of the mirror
I hate that I look in it more than I don't
I hate that I want to change and that I want different for my daughter but don't know where to start.
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